Bates Household, November 11th

"So who all is going to come for Christmas?" Micah asked Mykailla, sitting in one of the bar stools by the center island in their kitchen. "You get any answers, yet?"

"Mhm." Mykailla nodded, as she mixed the cake batter that she was making. "Everyone is able to come. Dev and Josh are bringing their girls." She paused. "And Ryan-Ash wants to bring T and Cas."

"No." Micah scowled. "I said no pets."

"Ah, c'mon. They're cute!"

"Those two pomeranians are not allowed in this house." Micah shook his head. "No way. I don't want fleas in my house, nor do I want it to smell like dog."

Mykailla mock pouted.

Micah rolled his eyes, resting his chin in his palm, as his elbow rested on the counter. "No."

".. You are a cruel, heartless man." Mykailla sighed dramatically as she started to pour the cake batter into the cupcake tin. "I mean really."

"Well--"

"Like, dude," Mykailla continued. "Caspar is blind, the poor little guy." She finished filling her cupcake tin, then put them in the oven. "Micah," She straightened, turning around. She placed her hands on her hips. "Are you really going to make them leave their blind dog at home?"

Micah gave her a deadpan look. "Caspar is fine by himself."

".. Yeah, but.." Mykailla huffed. "Toronto and Caspar are sooo cute!"

"You love them too much."

"Shush. I love all dogs."

"Whatever." Micah gestured to the cake batter-covered bowl and spatula. "You gonna eat those?"

Mykailla rolled her eyes playfully, before handing Micah the messy bowl and spatula. "Don't make a mess."

"My house."

"My batter."

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Mykailla: Micah said no pets :'( 

Ricky: aw, but T and Cas are adorable D:

Mykailla: Right?! Stupid bros >.>

Ricky: Lol, I'll tell Balz.

Mykailla: Thx, babe :* 

Ricky: Welcome. Can't wait to see you, btw. :3

Mykailla giggled. He's so adorable.

Mykailla: Can't wait to see YOU ;3 I love you, boo.

Ricky: 'Boo'? XD Wow. I love you, too, you weirdo.

Mykailla: ;* You love it.

Ricky: Guilty. ;)

Ricky chuckled quietly, then tucked his phone away. "Hey, Balz!" He shouted from the back lounge.

"Yeah?" Josh replied from the front lounge.

"Mykailla said you and Ryan can't bring Toronto or Caspar."

"Well why not?"

Ricky chuckled.

Josh and Ryan-Ashley love their fur babies.

"Micah," Ricky started, standing up and stretching. He had been lounging on the back lounge couch, talking to Mykailla, trying to relax, as well as thinking for Christmas present for his girlfriend. He was not just going to get her some new art stuff. He's gotta go bigger.

"Micah what?" Josh shouted. Ricky blinked.

"Wha-- Oh, right." Heh. Oops. "Micah doesn't want dogs in the house." Ricky finally finished, walking to the front lounge. "He's never really liked animals." He shrugged.

"Who the Hell doesn't like animals?" Josh looked downright offended, making Ricky laugh quietly. "I mean-- Dude!"

"The Bates are weird and make zero sense, sometimes." Chris said with a chuckle, glancing at his bandmates briefly, before going back to the TV screen that was hooked up above Josh's couch.

"The man is right." Ricky shrugged a shoulder, smiling. "Ashley Bates has some interesting spawn, I'll tell you that much."

"Well when you word it like that." Chris scoffed, though had a wry smile on his lips.

Ricky chuckled. "I never said I didn't love 'em."

Chris just smiled.

"Okay, but," Josh butted back in. "Why doesn't Micah like animals?.. Dogs are man's best friend!"

Ricky shrugged, putting his hands up. "You'll have to ask him."

"Childhood accident?" Ryan said, almost as a question. He was playing on the Xbox with Chris.

"Yeah.." Josh murmured, rubbing his jaw. "... Maybe a dog stole his sandwich, when he was a kid."

Ricky rolled his eyes, sitting down beside Josh. "'Maybe a dog stole his sandwich,'? Really?"

Josh chuckled a bit and shrugged. "I'm just trying to think of some reasons, okay?"

Ricky deadpanned. "'Maybe a dog stole his sandwich,'."

"Okay," Josh put his finger up. "You can say it all you want, that doesn't mean it's something that didn't happen."

"But.. His sandwich. Really?.. I mean, it could be like 'maybe a dog bit him', or 'maybe cat clawed him really bad'.." Ricky shrugged, chuckling. "I'm just trying to understand.. Why a sandwich."

"It was the first thing that popped into my head, okay?" Josh said huffily, crossing his arms. "Geez, Rick."

"But a sandwich."

"Shut up! Yes, a sandwich!"

"... A--"

"If you say it again, so help me, I will punch you in your perfect teeth."

"Rude."

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Also, dedicated to Maia-Mora for being so supportive and sweet and nice and an all around great gal T^T